"Suck that big dick" doesn't sound so pedestrian when it's spoken in Portuguese. I enjoy hearing sex talk spoken in Portuguese – it's a pretty language. That's one of the good things about Duro . The newly released film from AMG Brasil lacks subtitles, but, c'mon – you know what they're saying.

Duro is the most recent though perhaps not the most representative of a number of films that AMG proprietor Dennis Bell has filmed in Brazil with native casts. Duro is Portuguese for rocklike, firm – making it slang for hard-on, Bell tells us. Even harder than the fleshy bones of Duro are a specially fabricated set of shiny dildos which are featured in nearly every scene. We're told these shiny tools are fabricated from aircraft-quality aluminum. I'm unsure whether I'm impressed by that. At any rate, they're called The Vergenza (no translation is provided) and its bigger brother, The Imperial (which translates as very thick and big, indeed). The uniformly young and attractive cast who accommodate them have a lovely assortment of skin tone, from dark chocolate to various shades of creme caramel, and they make out on the premises of a pretty swank hacienda – on the patio, in the pool, under outdoor showers. It's all very sunny, almost blindingly bright, which could be a nice condition were it not aggrandized by the filmmaking. Are they unnecessarily using reflectors?

Beneath the shower's rain, a pair of Speedo-clad youths kiss and grope. A smaller, rather slight boy, who surprisingly has copper-colored hair, quite capably services his companion's big cock. Well, everybody in Duro has a big cock. Some are bigger than big, and a few are monstrous big. That seems to be how Brazilians are hung. They also seem to be used to handling such size – complete swallowing, both orally and anally, is second nature. As is licking under the foreskin.

The pair's cocksucking is reciprocal. The smaller kid's got the movie's only regulation-size cock. It's a pert, very hard delight – think Tory Mason with a foreskin (I seem to reference Mr. Mason frequently; he may no longer be making movies, but I can't get him outa my mind). The bigger guy is suddenly and aggressively fucking the redhead, and I found their flip pretty tasty – I like a little guy to fuck his bigger buddy. It's all very scenic, I'm sure, yet there's little chemistry.

In a nearby courtyard, two other boys in Speedos recreate the preceding kiss, grope, strip, and reciprocated suck. Suddenly, a dildo appears, and for five minutes we witness multiple insertions and withdrawals of the shiny toy. Now, you know I'm into dildo play, so I was certainly open to this development. But I didn't find it very involving. It's accomplished more than enjoyed. To follow, the bottom gets fucked; his dick, soft during toy play, stays soft during flesh play – although he cums lotsa white cream all over his partner's honeyed chest.

Next, on a terrace, the opening scene's shower boys are stacked atop each other, their butts aligned to receive simultaneous dildo-ing. The small redhead's ass eats it up; his partner resists and groans. He groans even louder when a larger dildo is employed – although ultimately it does go in to the hilt. Then their husky, handsome top fucks them both, piling his big dick all the way in as the two fuckees slap each other across the face. Is this a Brazilian eccentricity, perhaps a form of spanking?

The finale of the hour-and-three-quarters movie finds Edu, a green-eyed beauty who's the most tropical, dark-skinned cast member, noncommittally showing off to us his asshole and cock before a six-man pool party gets underway. Much sucking, in every combination of partners, culminates in a six-man rim chain (shades of Bill Higgens' pool parties of yore!). For 10 minutes, dildos replace tongues along the line, and then two boys are upended, rump to rump, and dildos are worked patiently up and down in their assholes. There follows lots of fucking, in every combination of partners, with the movie's climax coming in a communal JO that showers cum on one lad.

Perhaps not wisely, Dennis Bell directed, filmed, edited and even claims to have scored the movie (although I don't think he composed any music, which seems chosen from commercially made Brazilian recordings). Is this one-man-band filmmaking the reason Duro slides past so casually? It lacks impetus. www.AMGBrasil.com